in the garden

Llessur calls it MIRWOR
Short for miracle working
A shorthand
For the long game
Taking names
In vain
Dare to dream
Of more than what it seems
Shouldn’t take too much longer
We’re off our rockers
Rocking out
Waiting for one to pound it out

Wailing

Deliver us from evil
Or absolve us of our sins
Wouldn’t it be great
To speak the truth


Instead of

asses and elbows
On our knees
Waiting for the bread to rise


No zombie flesh
Three days grace

Set forth on the
Table of our hearts and minds set
For one or thirteen
Numbers don’t lie


Here in the garden
Of Babylon

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